Hansen-Løve twists Bergman Island into a circular pretzel during the climax, and I loved seeing how all her seemingly disconnected themes and plot strands suddenly came together into one with such rhapsodic ease.

Halloween Kills knows how to jolt an audience into fits of giggly yelps of fright, and watching this iconic villain do his thing with such calmly calculated ferocity is oftentimes bone-chilling.

Valdimar Jóhannsson’s feature-length debut Lamb is one of the more captivatingly daft, yet oddly heartbreaking, motion pictures I’ve seen this year.

No Time to Die was well worth the wait.

V/H/S/94 is a gruesomely disquieting good time. I loved it.

I did not like The Addams Family 2. I did not like it at all. And that’s all I have to say on the matter.

It’s dumb. It’s loud. It barely makes a lick of sense. But unlike its predecessor, Venom: Let There Be Carnage is also a heck of a lot of fun.

From Orlando to Perks of Being a Wallflower, the journey to self-acceptance remains a wild ride

I have zero wish to spend much time on Dear Evan Hansen.